so bout it bout it Now what are you about? DJ show me love, he say my name when the music stop Young Money, Lil Wayne, then the music drop I make it
burning star, Throw your hands in the air if you know who you are, Kuz we jumpin' all around with the boushy geizer, kuz we blessed by the music of it, [Fergie] Jumpin' music
like a sample song I really wish one day we'd take it back like Hammer's home The hurricane come and took my Louisiana home And all I got in return was
My rap name killer my street name skunk I mastered the music that was born in the Bronx I switch my slang spit from my mouth I'm still all coast my
I put my back against the wall Put my glasses on And I don't see no one at all I'm in my own world And all that I can see is girls girls girls in the
song that all hood sang Thought it was all wood-grain, all good brain You wouldn't bicker like the other fools talk good game Neva imagine all the disasters that one
Guns blazing like Michael Caine in Zulu Gunners statistics are sometimes misleading The type of criminal rap is breeding Shot in the chest, no one here stopped the bleeding 2-4
Just got done workin' On my way home and sittin' on the 405 Friday night it's the weekend all day thinkin' What I'm gonna do tonight I called my boys
never Ooooh yeah, Ooooh, oooh yeah, ah yeah [Verse 1 - Layzie Bone] See, all I know was get out and get it I stay on the grind all night a??til my feet
Bombay, You need some liquor we pourin? it all day, Lookin? for drama my niggas be wildin', Hey, fuck, hey, fuck, hey, fuck, hey, fuck hey. [Verse One
born it ain't been known to change And all my niggas can relate to what I bring to 'em Instead of turnin my back, I sing to 'em [chorus:] x 4 Jockin
You Want It Cause You Shakin It All Fo Me Givin It All Fo Me Rubbin That (Body On Me) Keep On Shakin It All 4 Me Givin It All To Me Rubbin That (Body
in your jaw All I want is cranberry and Courvoisier I'm trying to talk to a dime Motherfucker, but I still take my time Cocksucker, to rob y'all niggas for y'all
nigga D-Block you know what time it is, baby walk wit my nigga Stop talkin' lil niggaz for y'all ass get stomped Yeah we manz and all that but y'all
Written" intro SLR 10-4 SLR 10-4 Soundtrakk let the beat go Soundtrakk let the beat roll [Hook] In this World I'm so alone In a category all on my own
day, we aint know shit about hova He was talking Cristall, and 4.6 Rovers But all we knew were 5.0's and Toyota's So, We took Y'alls swag y'all took
all my vets in the game, I got love, stay on your toes Cause back in the days, I use to use your 4-5 instrumental to do my shows And look, I was 17 -
t kill nobody, it wasn't us it was THEM! The Warriors, I'm a warrior and still don't have to show no gun It takes one to know one, and no one can tell